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beneath the gaze of a dirty god by MF Drummy



beneath the gaze of a dirty god

 

in the suburban fields of my archetypal childhood

there arose strange shudders of unintended violence

within my breast brought on by the rhubarb beating

i withstood one afternoon on the way home from ccd at

saint patricks roman catholic school among the filthy

willows that grew on the slippery banks of salisbury creek

at the hands of that rat bastard bully pat carfagna who

 

years later

 

i would accidentally bump into while playing baseball

on a sandlot diamond in james edgar park on the bad edge

of town wondering whether he really had been in reform

school all this time when my right hand swiftly bricked

itself into his face with the force of modern european

history the first & only time in my life to the utter

astonishment of myself & every one of my friends

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